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I want a new body

Sometimes, I think, All of this would go away If only I had a new body

Different hands, A different heart New feet And new eyes

They wouldn't have touched the things I've touched Or felt the things I've felt Or been the places I've been Or seen the things I've seen

I don't know if I'd feel freer, Or if I'd miss all of the beauty, Or if forgetting the beauty is the price I'd pay For starting all over again

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